My cricket bat is as strong as diamond.
It is as accurate as a gun.
My bat is a lion in the game, it chases runs like no other bat.
It is a beast.

This beast scored more than 200 hundred runs and got me more than 5 medals.
At my finals my bat bought me bull’s-eye.
At first my friends fought for victory.
Most of them got out.

It was my turn to bat.
I could hear the fear as I walked to the pitch.
Needed 3 runs from 2 balls.
I missed the first ball.

At that time my heart stared to speed up.
If I didn’t hit this, I would have failed.
It was all up to me, to be myself.
The ball came.

With the power of my bat, I went for the ball

Boom!!
I hit the ball for four.
I throw my bat in the air as a celebration.
We won.